<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139</id><updated>2012-02-11T18:27:20.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my rock evolution</title><subtitle type='html'>a (not always) constant record of my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-90213554</id><published>2003-03-05T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T22:01:24.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, today is Wednsday and I didn't have school today, which ROCKS! I did have Shakespeare Club though. It went pretty smooth. Anyway, so yeah yesterday was a party night because of the lack of school today... it was fun. I went over to Adam's house and a bunch of Blunt kids were all hanging out, initially there was a shortage of alcohol.... there were a few beers (of mine), some jack daniels (courtesy of HSC), and some vodka (the host's ourselves)... Then Molly came through with some extra vodka and everyone got drunk who wanted to... or at least tipsy. Then I called up Leo Duncan to come over because Molly asked me to, and she said he'd listen to me... He did, he was over within a half hour. We all hung out for a bit then Hannah and I hitched a ride to her house in the Love Van, (thanks Chad)... But, before we got to her house we smoked a spliff with the boys... all good and dandy... Oh, and another event yesterday, I'm going to the Deering prom, with Leo... It should be fun.... yizzow. I'm done writing for now, my step-dad, Bob got laid off from work today and I want to comfort my mom about it... We may be in financial trouble soon.. let's hope not. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-90213554?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/90213554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/90213554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90213554' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89987183</id><published>2003-03-02T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T01:22:06.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I didn't go to Kelli's but that is because I went to Daise's first and got a bit intoxicated and then I headed over to Lexi and Kelli's but the party had already died... It's cool though, I need rest. So here I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89987183?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89987183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89987183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#89987183' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89957163</id><published>2003-03-01T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T11:20:46.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick as a dog... i was in the auditorium the other day and the fire curtain fell and some asbestos or some bad powdery stuff fell down and went in my lungs and now I am officially dying. It's unfortunate, really. Anyway, before I die I decided I am going to live my life to the fullest... yep that's right &lt;b&gt;to the fullest.&lt;/b&gt; My first action of business to enrich my life is going to get my haircut... it's a bit shaggy. Anyway I am too tired to write anything else... I must conserve my energy for today. I have to work from 2-10:30... I think I might quit my job soon... they keep putting me on dishes and that is not my fucking job. Anyway after that Jo Noyes is going to pick me  and we might go to Kelli's for a party... ROCK!.. haha Lexi might be freaked out (Lexi is a girl I work with at Wild Oats-- and she's Kelli's roomate)... see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89957163?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89957163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89957163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89957163' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89746378</id><published>2003-02-25T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T20:31:01.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a fabulous day at school today. Well it was mediocre until last the last period of school. I suppose that's where I should begin, as to avoid confusion. Anyway, my day went a little something like this...&lt;b&gt; first block&lt;/b&gt;: math class. To be honest the only equation I learned in that class was (Maia)+ Desk+ Whiteboard/blahblahblah * 80 minutes = completes assignment 30 minutes early and writes a note to Hannah. &lt;b&gt;block two&lt;/b&gt;: Study Hall in upper cafe. Before the study hall begins I place a note for Hannah underneath the respective water fountain at school, (we leave eachother notes, but instead of delivering them we tape the notes underneath waterfountains.) During the study hall I managed to forget the only task I was supposed to do. My sole duty was to take a quiz in Ms.Shmitt's room. Luckily, she forgot too. In place of the quiz I did my regular study hall stuff which included doing a crossword and talking with Alex Eaton and the crew. &lt;b&gt;block three&lt;/b&gt;: Chemistry class. I get my business done in chemistry and then ask if I may be excused to go to my English teacher's class (Ms.Shmitt's room) to make up a quiz I had forgotten to take during my study hall. I am permitted to leave (because Mrs. Bernard cannot resist a polite girl), and I proceed to the first floor. I take my quiz, do a little tom foolery, and get back to chemistry. &lt;b&gt;block four&lt;/b&gt; Art Class. Hannah reports to me that she did not get my note (the one that I put under the water fountain earlier)... I'm like "damn girl, I taped it there" and we go to check for it together. She was right, our communication had been intercepted and a wave of terror stuck deep in my heart. I thought "if one note can be intercepted, how can the universe exist?"... Okay, so to be fair and honest--- I didn't really think that, but anyway I just was worried that our note had been read by some creep-o... I'm sure it's okay though, It was mostly me talking about my driver's test tomorrow and drawings of pirates and stuff. So anyway I should get to the part where fourth block rocks... It was about mid period when Mrs. Millar asked me into the middle room to talk... I thought something was wrong, but it was quite the opposite.  I was nominated by all the art teachers to be the one student from PHS to go to this intensive worshop at Haystack School of Crafts. The reason this is so cool is because 1.) it's pretty elite. 2.) I get to go to an intense art camp for a weekend which includes; room, board, art supplies, nature and, the possiblity of meeting rad kids who are passionate about the same things I am. 3.) Obviously the art teachers love me  and finally 4.) because it's going to be a great opportunity to learn more skillz (yeah the "z" was intentional) as well as fatten up my portfolio. So anyway that was the good news. Then after that I came home and cleaned a bit, ate some lovely salad with home made vinegarette and relaxed. At about 5:15 I got a phone call from Peter Brown (the director of the play I am in, Twelfth Night by Shakespeare) and he said I had rehersal at 6:00. So I showed up to that and it was pretty fun, Beth and I did a little singing together while Timmy made everything he said sound crass. Anna was just polite as always and Peter read for Maria and spoke in a girly voice... mucho funny. That about sums up my day and my adventures.... Oh wait, one more thing, I bought a ticket today for &lt;b&gt;THE USED, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE AND THRICE&lt;/b&gt; for when they play at the State in April! Also, I found out that Bright Eyes is playing a show at the Roxy in Boston April 29th... The only problem with that show is that it's on a Tuesday so my mom might not let me go. I really hope she does though because I love Bright Eyes and &lt;b&gt;Conor Oberst is a FOXXX&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89746378?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89746378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89746378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89746378' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89661725</id><published>2003-02-24T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T15:06:14.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unfortunately today is the day that vacation officially ended. It's Monday and now I have more shit to do. I got homework assigned in both History and English class which is okay, I just don't like doing it. Now I am at the public biblotech waiting for Blunt... it's at 3:30 and it's only 3:00 now. I meet Hannah at 3:15 at the bus stop. She has drama now, that's why we aren't hanging out. So anyway, today was early release for me like it is every blue day. I went to Caitlin's apartment and hung out for a bit with she and Alex Broome, I picked up my Bright Eyes CD that I left over there on Valentine's Day when I got all stoned with Jake Schuit and she. Yeah, so anyway that was good. Now I'm just a bit how do you say it?... ah yes, BLAH. Neither good nor bad. I think I'll be one way or the other when I get to Blunt, hopefully good. It's odd, today I recieved and E-mail from Claire saying that JMP's mom never recieved this ad that I gave her for the Youth Voices on Stage program-- but I don't see how that is true because on Sunday I hand delievered it to her  mother. I'm very confused, I hope I don't get in trouble and I hope that the advertisement gets into the program. I really want to go to  San Fransisco. I like the warm weather and it will be good for me to see Daniel (my cousin). He is going to meet up with me when I go to California. He lives in Vallejo, so it's not too much of an inconvience. Anyway, something else good today, I started writing lyrics for a song, or a poem if you will. The reason that is so great is because I haven't been able to do that in a really long time. I kinda missed just free writing... I had writer's block, or lack of time... I can't really tell which. *looks at watch* Either time passes to slowly, my watch is running out of batteries, or I type to fast for my own good; because only three minutes have passed since I began writing this entry and I feel like I've written a lot. Geez. I hope Hannah gets out of drama early... I'm going to the bus stop now. I can sit, wait, and listen to Desparacitos. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89661725?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89661725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89661725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89661725' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89616350</id><published>2003-02-23T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T17:03:51.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yeah, I did my business... then I did some more. I went shopping with my momma and she bought me &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; prom dresses. It's bad ass. We went to Bliss and bought them each for fifteen dollars... they are gorgous. Also good news today, I spoke with my cousin Eric, he and his wife Andrea had another baby Jayden and I guess he is super cute. It's sad that I don't get to talk to them very often--- it's because we never have much to talk about, they live in New Mexico and I live in Maine... Geography is a bitch. I need to find a date for prom, got any ideas? Tell me. haha.. anyway I'm leaving on a jet plane... (well not until March, but I'm gone for now).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89616350?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89616350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89616350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89616350' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5093139.post-89602429</id><published>2003-02-23T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T11:31:13.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pancakes are a thing of beauty. I just had my best friend Tianna over for some homemade cinnamon pancakes. I must say I do make a mean cake, pancake that is. Right now I am waiting for my step father, Bob, to pick me up. I am an ultra-disorganized-procrastinator, but I get things done. Today I need to go to school to pick up my questions that I managed to leave at school and not do for an entire vacation. After that I need to get a business card and bring it over to Jesse's house so that her mother can include it in the program for the Youth Voices on Stage. That event is happening to raise money for the trip I am taking to San Fransisco, California in mid March. I will be attending a National Radio Conference along with some of my friends who are in Blunt Youth Radio program... good fun. Anyway, yeah so I need to pick up that card from Erin, I also need to drop off my permission form for the trip and read a ton of Shakespeare (a few acts of Macbeth and all of Twelfth Night). The reason for so much Shakespeare?... Well, I am in British Literature in school, it's okay... nothing wonderful or amazing, but it's a good class. In addition to that I am in the Shakespeare Club at school. We just preform Shakespearian plays, and do a rock ass job at it. The reason I'm in Shakespeare Club is not because he is a great playwrite (frankly, I think he is quite overrated)--- but because it is a great acting opportunity and Drama Club isn't that serious. This year I am a bit worried about the time I have though. I think I'm taking on too many commitments and not leaving enought time for myself. I've got Shakespeare Club, Blunt, work, school, and on top of that homework and a family. I need to be there for my mom and sister... oh yeah, and I need time to bathe. Anyway I am going to get my "business on" because it's my day to get things done, and work it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5093139-89602429?l=nothingisforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89602429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5093139/posts/default/89602429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingisforever.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89602429' title=''/><author><name>Maia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18425390402453911398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
